tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56395173500980958922024-02-20T01:59:08.767-08:00Just an ordinary girl...Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-43772641293679404002015-07-16T19:46:00.003-07:002015-07-16T19:46:20.966-07:00Happy 4th Birthday Isaac! <span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Isaac Preston,</span><br />
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Around this time 4 years ago, Daddy and I swaddled you up and kissed your sweet cheeks for the last time. We were saying goodbye to your body knowing that your soul had already been in heaven for several hours. I feel like with each year that passes heaven seems a little closer and even sweeter than before. Just in the last few months several amazing people that I love very much have joined you. Somehow it has brought me comfort to know that you were there to greet them. I continue to tell your story and you continue to find your way into people's hearts. I am so thankful God chose me to be your mommy. I often wonder what you would be like if you were still here. What sport would be your favorite? Would you like to build with Legos like your Daddy did when he was a little boy? You would be going into PreK next month. Goodness I can't believe how quickly time has passed. Happy 4th Birthday my precious blessing. We had a wonderful day celebrating your life with your sisters by going to the movies, taking a new baby a gift at the hospital, then eating Chuys. This evening we ate hotdogs with Nana, Tata, and Aunt Susan. We sent your balloons to you and ate a cookie cake. Kadynce and Lydia played on the slip and slide and with water balloons. You would have had a blast! I love you and miss you more than words can say! </div>
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-72631346824004091682015-02-12T22:10:00.000-08:002015-02-12T22:11:34.209-08:00Kelly's Korner: Meet Susan<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Thanks to my amazing sis-in-law for inviting me to post on her blog! I guess this could be considered shameless self -promotion…that, or just putting myself out there. I’d like to claim the latter but either way, I feel like the last year or so of my life, I’ve been learning how to take more risks, so I’ll just chalk this up to one of them </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Wingdings;">:)</span><br />
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So… basic stats & interests: I’m 33 and I sometimes reach things in tall places for others with my 5’8” stature. I am… an enjoyer of exploring the outdoors, hiking, and running…. and a lover of all kinds of food, music, movies (who isn’t??)… and photography. I rarely turn down a strong cup of coffee, a good convo, or an opportunity to find humor in everyday life (…because we all do some random, funny, quirky stuff…you know it’s true).</div>
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Things I value… Family…<b> </b>(sidenote here--<b> </b>I recently moved to the Austin, Texas area last Spring and have loved being close to my bro, sis-in-law & her family and two amazing, silly, crazy, lovable little nieces!)… Friendships/investing time in others…. and most importantly…my relationship with Christ. I have been given much grace, apart from the Lord I am nothing, and the essence of who I seek to be is a woman who loves & follows Christ with everything.</div>
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Simply put…I am looking for a man who shares the same values… who I can ‘do life’ with—the joys & good, the ugliness & bad, the humor, and the everyday mundane. A few similar interests are great but totally not a requirement. The most important thing is that he loves the Lord first and is genuinely pursuing a relationship with Christ. Oh …and being in/around/near the ATX area is ideal! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span> </div>
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So… there you have it…. IF I sound like someone you may potentially want to get to know more... feel free to post and/or get more info to contact me! </div>
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-1325512625876854492014-08-27T14:19:00.000-07:002014-08-27T14:33:40.754-07:00These are a Few of my Favorite Things... A text conversation I just had with Jonathan made me laugh. I was telling him that I lost a receipt that I need to take some clothes back and I realized halfway through my search that I have already looked high and low for this same receipt with no luck. I proceeded to tell him that not only was I losing receipts, but I'm pretty sure my mind is gone as well. Thank goodness I know for certain that I'm in good company in feeling this way. I've learned to laugh (most of the time) at those "mommy brain" moments, but thinking about this prompted me to write about something else I've been thinking about and working on in my own life. In today's busy, busy world I feel like it really is so easy to lose yourself. Whether you are in college, working full time, a stay at home mom, or a retired grandparent, I think some, if not most of us have those moments when we lose touch with who we are as an individual. What really makes us tick. What makes us happy and content. I'm not referring to the deep, dark details of our lives. Jesus of course is number one to me. Without him I would be nothing. Without him I would have no joy. I'm talking about the small things, though. The simple things that get pushed to the side because we think they just aren't important. I've recently done some thinking about what can add a little splash of "me" to my the everyday life of cooking, cleaning, laundry and changing diapers? What can make my home (or for you your workspace) a little brighter and more cheery? Here are a few of my favorite things. <br />
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<li>Candles being lit and or my Scentsy warmer turned on. I love any sweet smells like sugar cookies or cupcake. Right now though I have a coconut lime candle lit and it smells like the beach! Just heavenly. It's crazy how a yummy smelling candle can completely change my mood!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<li>Wearing my favorite neon pink shorts, a t-shirt, and my hair pulled up off my neck. Feeling comfortable, yet "put together" makes me feel like I can conquer the world (or at least the day). </li>
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I'm sure I could add more to my list, but these are the first things that come to mind. Each thing is so simple, but can completely change the tone of my day. Taking time to remember what I like and what I enjoy. Realizing that each part of me, even the part that loves candles and iced lattes was created perfectly by God. I would love to hear a few of YOUR favorite things! <br />
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-19409607030235656472014-08-24T06:46:00.001-07:002014-08-24T06:46:48.700-07:00SeasonsIf there's anything that I've learned in my short 27 years it's that seasons come and go and change is inevitable. I used to fight it so hard. Like the time my youth pastor left us for "some band" and the "new guy" was super hero crazy. Yeah, I fought that pretty hard (I love you Joel and Randy ;)). I even cried the day I turned 16 and received my long awaited drivers license. I realized that that particular season of my life, the one in which my mom drove me everywhere, was gone. All of the sudden in a matter of hours I had so much more responsibility. I wasn't a kid. It was all just flying by so fast and I couldn't even fathom how quickly it was passing for my parents. In the past six and a half years that Jonathan and I have been married there have been more changes, more seasons than we could have ever imagined. Right now in our life we are in a season of transition as our best friends move to the Northeast. I know you may be thinking "people move all of the time" and yes they do, but I hesitate to even use the word friend for these people because really, they're family. So while that is making life right now a little tough, a little bittersweet, I also see another season blooming. Kadynce is starting her last year at the preschool at our church and Lydia her first. It is such a sweet, sweet time with these precious girls that call me Mommy. Knowing that this season will also be so fleeting, makes me stare at their sweet faces harder, and watch them sleep a little longer. It makes me want to savor the small things just that much more. I want to enjoy and soak up each season of life because, the truth is, I look back even at the hard ones with fond memories and think "if I had only known then." Well, I do know now. I know that God has us right where he wants us right at this moment. I know that I'm going to soak it up for all its worth because we've been put here for a purpose and I want to live it out to the fullest! Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-53535180007602737722014-08-18T13:25:00.000-07:002014-08-18T13:25:46.916-07:00You're the Best Mommy! Did you know that you're the best mommy ever? Yes you! <br />
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-You nursing your two year old before she goes down for her nap.<br />
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-You rushing around making lunches for your little one to eat at daycare while you're at work.<br />
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-You still in your jammies teaching the ABCs and eating breakfast at 9am.<br />
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-You picking up dinner on your way home at 6:00 pm.<br />
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-You that has had a full, organic meal in the crock pot since 6:00 am.<br />
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- You that spends your Saturdays making fresh, from your garden, homemade baby food.<br />
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-You that fills your buggy up with Gerber at Walmart. <br />
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-You wearing your sweet baby around the mall while shopping.<br />
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-You pushing that stroller around the neighborhood for an evening walk. <br />
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-You searching Pinterest for hours for the perfect DIY birthday party. <br />
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-You that finds the best deals for party decor online and has it shipped straight to your door. <br />
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-You that spends hours washing, drying, and folding your baby's diapers.<br />
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-You who are looking for the best Huggies coupons as we speak. <br />
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-You whose child has never watched TV.<br />
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-You that doesn't know what you would do without Mickey Mouse.<br />
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-You that rocks your baby for hours every day.<br />
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The list could go on and on, sweet Mommy. The point is that YOU are the best for your child. God entrusted him and /or her to you. If you are doing what you believe is best for them and you are loving them the best you know how that, my friend is enough. No more hiding your bottle in public because you feel embarrassed or ashamed. No more justifying what you are or aren't feeding your baby. No more putting yourself in an "all or none" box. It's ok to wear your baby one day and use a stroller the next. It's ok to feed them homemade food at home and jarred when out. Be confident in the decisions that you and your husband make for your family. Be confident in the abilities and instincts that The Lord has given you. Be confident that you are the Best Mommy Ever! <br />
<br />Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-65223822792816069462014-07-17T12:29:00.002-07:002014-07-17T12:29:26.805-07:00Happy 3rd Birthday Isaac!Isaac Preston,<div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">We are really excited to get this business up and running. If you love our products as much as we do please share our <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/TopsieTurvyStore">Etsy Store</a> or <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Topsie-Turvy/1435626273345712">Facebook Page</a> with your friends. Topsie Turvy Coasters and Lids are wonderful gifts for people of all ages!!!!</span>Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-91554486300027587892014-03-25T08:26:00.001-07:002014-03-25T08:26:30.493-07:00No More Excuses! Do you want to clear up your skin? Do you want more energy? I started to write a long post about this and then deleted it. It's simple really. Fruits. Veggies. Eat them. Drink them. They are good for you. God made them to be the perfect fuel for our bodies. They heal you from the inside out. <br />
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In all seriousness we love us some meat, but fresh produce has now become the primary source of what we eat on a daily basis and we have never felt better. It literally makes to sick to think about what I used to fill my body with every day. Highly processed "junk" that would just turn to sugar the minute I ate it. Kadynce actually told us this weekend that she couldn't eat noodles because they would just turn to sugar. That's right, sweet girl, that's exactly what it does.<br />
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I used to make excuse after excuse. Unless it was covered in ranch or fried I didn't like veggies at all. Making juice or fresh smoothies? That took too much time. No more excuses here y'all. I've learned to eat what I used to despise and we make the time to prepare fresh and healthy food. God has given me this body and I want to treat it right. God has given me this life and I want to enjoy it to the fullest. What about you?!?!? What are your excuses and are you willing to throw them out the window for a healthier life? <br />
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<br />Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-38421181932944555812014-03-14T07:13:00.000-07:002014-03-14T07:13:15.443-07:00Books!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Today's SUYL topic at <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's Korner </a> is what we are currently reading. I've never really been a big reader. I'm not really sure why. I think it's that I just always find something else to do and reading tends to make me sleepy. I do almost always have a book that I'm in the process of reading, it just may take me for-e-ver to get through it. Right now I'm reading Growing Up Duggar by the four oldest Duggar girls. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">As I've mentioned before, we're big fans of the Duggar family. I use the word fan lightly because it's not like they are a sports team or rock band, they are simply a bigger than average family living their lives to bring honor to The Lord. I was so excited about this book because I just told Jonathan recently that I was hoping they would write something like this. In the book they discuss what it was like growing up in the Duggar household, especially during those tough teenage years. The girls are far from perfect and they freely admit that, but I have always so admired their passion for purity in all aspects of their lives. They never seem bitter and never say the way they live is because their parents said to. They live the way they do because they know it's what brings the most honor to God. I'm just in the first chapter of this book, but I'm so excited to see what they have to say. I know my girls are still very little, but they are growing so fast. Kadynce is so inquisitive and is already asking questions that I thought we wouldn't have to answer for a few more years. Even though she sometimes takes me off guard, I love watching her soak everything up like a sponge. I'm just so honored that God chose me to be these precious girls' mommy. To teach them about His love and what it says in His word. I have some incredibly Godly women in my life that have been such a wonderful example for me, but I am looking forward to some good insight from the Duggar girls themselves.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Also, I can't forget what I read daily with my littles. Lydia LOVES to read. She would sit in my lap and read all day if I let her. Kadynce is finally to the point where she likes to read too. If we're having a tough day we just sit on the floor in the playroom and read book after book. 30 minutes later everyone has a better attitude. Lydia is at the age where she loves board books. Especially the ones with different textures on the page or flaps to lift. Kadynce likes to read longer stories now. There are several books that the girls and I read frequently, but my personal favorite is Audrey Bunny by Angie Smith. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">If you don't know the story of Angie's precious daughter Audrey Caroline, you can read it <a href="http://angiesmithonline.com/2008/01/the-beginning-of-the-story/">here</a>. I could go on and on about how Audrey's story has impacted my life and helped me choose joy while carrying our Isaac, but I'll save that for another day and another time. Needless to say, Audrey Bunny is the sweetest story and has the most beautiful illustrations.</span><br />
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Yes, this is my definition of glamorous. This life that I'm living right now is all I've ever wanted. Having the privilege to stay home to raise our children. Using the couple of hours during nap time to catch up on laundry and my favorite shows. It's really a dream come true and most of the time my heart feels so full that I think it might burst. If I'm being honest though (and I am) there have been times recently that things haven't felt so glamorous, even by my standards. Friends moving away, losing jobs, facing infertility, finding out their cancer has relapsed. Not to mention the extremely fussy 18 month old that has been battling a cold and getting new teeth at the same time for what seems like forever. It just hasn't been a pretty month. Yesterday Jonathan came home to music blaring in the kitchen in my efforts to drown out the fit that was being thrown in the playroom. When he turned it down I went on a rant about how I hate that I'm limited to Christian music because I never know what's going to come on the other stations. (Sidenote: I love Christian music, but I love other genres too. Feel free to judge me.) I asked him if he would put together a playlist that the girls and I can both listen to and enjoy. My witty husband replied with "so basically you want me to make you a mixed tape?" I said "exactly! Isn't that supposed to be one of the biggest signs of love? Making someone a mixed tape." Then I burst into laughter as well as tears and fell into his arms because I was completely and utterly worn out from the day. The constant crying. The emotional roller coaster that our lives have recently become. Sometimes it seems like too much. I've lost my temper more than I care to admit. I haven't consistently been the example of a Godly wife and mother that I want to be for my girls. I've let fear and worry fill my mind and my heart. I've even eaten a few too many bowls of popcorn. All of that being said, I'm not going to beat myself up over any of this. I'm giving myself <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2014/02/his-grace-is-enough.html">grace</a>. Some seasons are more challenging than others. We've learned that very well over the past few years. This season is one in which I often close my eyes and imagine myself in Hawaii.<br />
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Don't get me wrong, I'm so thankful for all of my blessings. The fact that I have babies that cry when they need me. The pain I feel when a friend is hurting because they are like family. The heartbreak of saying goodbye since you love them so much. Someone once said to me that they just didn't want to develop close friendships anymore because people always move. I told her it's kind of like the saying "it's better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all." When we become so invested in other's lives we feel their pain. If their heart is broken so is ours. If they move away it's like we're losing a piece of ourselves. That pain though, it's totally worth it for the joy and growth that those relationships bring. So here I am. Just going through the day to day hard stuff that many of you are facing as well. Sometimes wishing I could escape to a tropical paradise, but mostly just relishing in the fact that I really do love my glamorous life! Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-68064596595486144612014-03-07T07:26:00.000-08:002014-03-07T07:26:25.218-08:00Kickin it Old School I'm linking up with <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's Korner</a> again for a fun topic. Awkward pictures from your past. I didn't have a chance to go to my parent's to look through all of our old pictures so I was limited to what we have around here. Like most people I feel like my most awkward years were during middle school and early high school. I'm also throwing in a few pictures that I just thought were cute and or funny. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The moment I had waited for my entire life. Playing the flying angel in our church's Easter Pageant. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gotta love those overalls. I actually hear they're making a comeback. That should be interesting... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The time I highlighted my boyfriend's hair.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going to a Stardusters dance. What you can't see very clearly is my furry leopard choker and bracelet. </td></tr>
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-73711438733308177282014-03-05T14:18:00.000-08:002014-03-05T14:22:21.521-08:00All you need is....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Last week I asked a simple question on Facebook. "What is love?" These are some of the responses I received: </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914314:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:2"> "</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914314:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914314:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914314:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.$end:0:$0:0">Love is simple, given freely, contagious, full of grace and open armed! Fully God and shown to each of us!" </span></span></span></span></span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"><span data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914491:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:2"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914491:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body"><span class="UFICommentBody" data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914491:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0"><span data-reactid=".1k.1:3:1:$comment10101360279775313_13914491:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.0:$comment-body.0.$end:0:$0:0">"Love is meeting needs"</span></span></span></span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Love..is God-given...it motivates and drives us to action--to fight, to put needs of others before one's own, causing us to put aside our own desires and preferences for the sake of someone else. When I think of love I also think of how it encompasses truth, justice and "grace...it treasures, cherishes deeply, and goes to great lengths to protect.</span></span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;">"True love is a choice, a choice to be selfless and put the needs of others in front of your own, and we all have unique needs which creates unique love."</span></blockquote>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">For the past several years people, especially the younger generations have adopted somewhat of a "hippie" attitude. Now don't get me wrong, I have been referred to as a hippie myself recently and I'm not planning on abandoning my essential oils or juicer anytime soon. But, I'm referring to the "all you need is love" attitude. The idea that loving someone means you stand by their every choice and every move no matter what it may be. Even if that means going against what you know to be true. It's all in the name of love and that seems to make it ok. Or not... Let's look at a few verses and see what the bible has to say. </span><br />
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Philippians 4:8-9 says </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">"<span class="Apple-style-span"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">8 </sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span">Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">9 </sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span">What you have learned and</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29435N" title="See cross-reference N">N</a>)"></sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span">received and heard and seen</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29435O" title="See cross-reference O">O</a>)"></sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span">in me—practice these things, and</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29435P" title="See cross-reference P">P</a>)"></sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span">the God of peace will be with you." </span></span></blockquote>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> <span class="Apple-style-span">Then in Ephesians 6:10-18 when talking about putting on the armor of God </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="text Eph-6-10"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">10 </sup></span>Finally, <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29331M" title="See cross-reference M">M</a>)"></sup>be strong in the Lord and in <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29331N" title="See cross-reference N">N</a>)"></sup>the strength of his might. <span class="text Eph-6-11" id="en-ESV-29332"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">11 </sup><sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29332O" title="See cross-reference O">O</a>)"></sup>Put on <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29332P" title="See cross-reference P">P</a>)"></sup>the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29332Q" title="See cross-reference Q">Q</a>)"></sup>the schemes of the devil.</span> <span class="text Eph-6-12" id="en-ESV-29333"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">12 </sup>For <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333R" title="See cross-reference R">R</a>)"></sup>we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against<sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333S" title="See cross-reference S">S</a>)"></sup>the rulers, against the authorities, against <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333T" title="See cross-reference T">T</a>)"></sup>the cosmic powers over <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333U" title="See cross-reference U">U</a>)"></sup>this present darkness, against <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333V" title="See cross-reference V">V</a>)"></sup>the spiritual forces of evil <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29333W" title="See cross-reference W">W</a>)"></sup>in the heavenly places.</span> <span class="text Eph-6-13" id="en-ESV-29334"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">13 </sup>Therefore <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29334X" title="See cross-reference X">X</a>)"></sup>take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29334Y" title="See cross-reference Y">Y</a>)"></sup>the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm.</span> <span class="text Eph-6-14" id="en-ESV-29335"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">14 </sup>Stand therefore, <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29335Z" title="See cross-reference Z">Z</a>)"></sup>having fastened on the belt of truth, and <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29335AA" title="See cross-reference AA">AA</a>)"></sup>having put on the breastplate of righteousness,</span> <span class="text Eph-6-15" id="en-ESV-29336"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">15 </sup>and, <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29336AB" title="See cross-reference AB">AB</a>)"></sup>as shoes for your feet, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of peace.</span> <span class="text Eph-6-16" id="en-ESV-29337"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">16 </sup>In all circumstances take up <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29337AC" title="See cross-reference AC">AC</a>)"></sup>the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29337AD" title="See cross-reference AD">AD</a>)"></sup>the flaming darts of <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-29337AE" title="See cross-reference AE">AE</a>)"></sup>the evil one;</span> <span class="text Eph-6-17" id="en-ESV-29338"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; 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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In looking at these verses (among others) I believe that standing up for the truth is a very important part of being a believer, even if it means disagreeing with what others are saying. Just because you don't agree with what someone is doing or how someone lives their life doesn't mean that you can't and don't love them. I have seen so many people either stand up for what they believe to be wrong or not stand up for what is right in the name of love. This truly saddens my heart. It makes me sad because we live in a society that believes you can't disagree with someone and still love them. It makes me sad because so many are missing the fact that we can truly share Christ's love and stand up for the truth at the same time. In fact, many times the best way to love someone is by sharing the truth with them. I'm not talking about getting in their face and being rude or judgmental. The bible says in Matthew 7:1-5</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">“Judge not, that you be not judged. <span class="text Matt-7-2" id="en-ESV-23319"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">2 </sup><sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-23319B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup>For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-23319C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)"></sup>with the measure you use it will be measured to you.</span></span> <span class="text Matt-7-3" id="en-ESV-23320"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">3 </sup>Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but <sup class="crossreference" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-23320D" title="See cross-reference D">D</a>)"></sup>do not notice the log that is in your own eye?</span></span> <span class="text Matt-7-4" id="en-ESV-23321"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">4 </sup>Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when there is the log in your own eye?</span></span> <span class="text Matt-7-5" id="en-ESV-23322"><span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;">5 </sup>You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye."</span></span></span></blockquote>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">We must deal with our own sins and be careful not to be judgmental, but that doesn't mean that we can't or shouldn't address the sins of others. If you take a stand for what you believe the bible says to be true, but don't reject or shun those that don't listen, that is loving them well. That is loving how Christ loved. Jesus spoke the truth. He didn't sugar coat it. He didn't change his message depending on who was listening. He didn't worry about who he was going to offend. He knew that people weren't going to listen or follow everything he said, but he still loved them the same. He loves me, even though I go against what he says on a daily basis. Even though I know what he says is true, and right, and good, I still mess up. He loves me anyway. This is the type of love our world needs more of. The type of love described in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">If we look back at the responses I received to the question "what is love" I see a very common trend. People see love as meeting other's needs and doing this freely without expecting anything in return. They believe it's a reflection of God's love for them. I think this fits perfectly with where my heart has been for a while now. People need the truth. If they don't hear it from you, someone that loves them, how do you know they ever will. Speak the truth in love. That's what Jesus did. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Just a little something I have to add at the end of this. Notice that I didn't mention any specific "truths" in this post. That is not what this was about. I don't what to debate certain sins. My prayer is that if you have not already you will take time to dig into the bible and see what it has to say for yourself. Also, as a believer remember that you have the Holy Spirit inside you to help you discern right from wrong. Allow Him to guide you through those difficult conversations. Ask the Lord to give you a spirit of love. A Love like what He so freely gives to us. </span>Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-2256048614273579412014-03-03T09:50:00.001-08:002014-03-03T09:50:44.182-08:00LunchtimeA few weeks ago I promised a series of posts discussing what we eat throughout the week. Once again we are not experts, but since you've been asking I decided to answer. I've already covered <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2014/02/for-love-of-bacon.html">breakfast</a> so let's move onto lunch. I've heard so many people say that lunch is one of the hardest meals to plan and I agree. A lot of times it ends up being a hodge podge of whatever is in the fridge or pantry, a sandwich, or maybe even nothing at all. I know moms are so guilty of the later. By the time we get all of the tiny mouths fed we really don't want to make anything for ourselves. We end up eating a hand full of nuts and calling it a meal. Those of you that work outside of the home have a whole other set of challenges. I'm sure packing a healthy, but yet tasty meal can seem daunting. Not to mention those times your coworkers want to go grab a burger. All of these reasons and more is why lunch is such a struggle for so many of us. <div>
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<li>Chicken Sausage with Sautéed veggies. HEB has several different varieties of natural chicken sausage that we really like are they are very low calorie. Our current favorite is Feta and Spinach. We like to eat this with sautéed onions and peppers. It is so yummy it's hard to believe it's healthy! </li>
<li>Egg Salad - I like to boil eggs and make egg salad by just mashing up the eggs with some mustard, chopped dill pickles, natural ham or bacon that's been chopped up, and fresh cracked pepper. I just eat it out of a bowl with a fork. You could also eat it with pieces of bell pepper. That would be delicious and a good way to get your veggies in.</li>
<li>Guacamole and turkey/ham roll ups - We make our own guac when we want it by mashing up an avocado with some lime juice and spices, but you could easily buy some freshly made from your produce section. Just look at those ingredients and make sure it's all natural. We like to put this on a piece of ham or turkey with a slice of bell pepper and sometimes some bacon. 4 of these with a side or raw fruits and veggies is an easy and very fresh tasting lunch packed with great nutrients. </li>
<li>Sandwiches - Every now and then we'll make a sandwich on whole wheat bread, but we really try to stay away from a lot of breads, pastas, etc especially at lunch. Not that they're all bad we both just notice our bodies react better when we stay away from them. Weight loss is so much easier without those things. </li>
<li>Leftovers - I've never been a huge fan of leftovers, but this really is a good one. If you're cooking healthy dinners then eating that for lunch the next day is a wonderful option. There are many options for meals that make wonderful leftover lunches such as soup and chili. When we grill a lot in the summer we like to grill more meat than we need and use it the next day for salads or a simple meat and veggie stir fry. </li>
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I feel like this is such a simple list, but we really do try to keep it simple around here. I'm more likely to follow through with my plan if it's quick and easy. I know I didn't address the eating out issue because I'm planning on doing that in a whole post of it's own. Another thing I need to mention is that most of these meals seem fairly small or incomplete. There are several reasons for that. We live in a culture where lunch is not complete without chips or fries on the side. This is such a dangerous thought process. We should be thinking a meal is not complete without enough veggies. With all of our meals we either mix our veggies in like with the sausage or on a sandwich, or we eat them on the side (sometimes with hummus) like with the roll ups or the egg salad. The nutrients found in fruits and vegetables is essential to our health. It is what allows our bodies to heal themselves on the inside. Also, these meals are all quite a bit smaller and lower calorie than a typical American lunch, even more so than the ones that would be considered healthy. We have been trying to space out our calories throughout the day, meaning lunch and dinner are a little smaller, but our snacks are bigger and more nutrient filled. This is what is best for your metabolism, but once again it may not fit with all lifestyles and schedules so you really have to figure out what works for you and your family. </div>
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I hope you all find this at least somewhat helpful. Like I said before, the key really is in the planning. Figure out some quick and healthy go to meals that your family enjoys. Keep those ingredients on hand and you're one step closer to reaching your goal of a healthy lifestyle! </div>
Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-19093936715554367922014-02-27T22:05:00.002-08:002014-02-27T22:05:31.361-08:00Disney, My Favorite!!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Today I'm linking up with <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">Kelly's Korner</a> favorite vacation spots. Last year I linked up with that same topic and was giddy about our <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2013/03/favorite-vacation-spots.html">upcoming Disney vacation.</a> I've always loved Disney World, even before I ever went. I watched a Disney sing a long video that was filmed in Disneyland over and over as a little girl and dreamed on the day that I would walk down Main Street USA. It's so funny because Kadynce has watched that same (VHS) about a thousand times and we have on video the first thing she said as we entered the gates was "It's main street USA Daddy!" It was too sweet. Anyway... I've taken multiple trips to Disneyworld and it's always magical. They made fun of me on senior trip because the whole 18 hour trip all I could talk about was how it was the happiest place on earth. I just so happen to have a picture of those good 'ol days. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I seriously can't remember ever wanting to go anywhere other than Disneyworld on my honeymoon. Disney at Christmas,as a newlywed, once again.... magical.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Now on to our most recent trip. I wanted to share a few tips that I believe would be helpful if your planning a Disney vacation with little ones. I'm sharing a few pics too. You know, just for fun ;)</span><br />
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-12463599688651750182014-02-25T07:37:00.000-08:002014-02-25T09:02:11.020-08:00Jesus Loves MeI think one of the best things about having children is getting to experience the world through their eyes. I wrote about that a little bit <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2010/09/eyes-of-child.html">just a few years ago</a>. As Kadynce is getting older and she is beginning to really learn the basic truths of The Bible it has been such a good reminder for me. The preschoolers at church are told over and over the God made them, He loves them, and Jesus wants to be their friend forever. They don't question these truths. They just believe them, even though they may not fully understand them. Oh to have that childlike faith. To truly rest in the fact the we are so very loved by God, the very one that created us.<br />
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Kadynce absolutely loves to sing. Anything from Frozen, to the Sound of Music, to songs she's learned on Barney, but she REALLY loves to sing about God and his love for her. It won't come as a surprise to most of you, but in this house we believe in the power of music. The music you listen to really permeates every part of who you are. We see this so vividly with Kadynce. What goes into her head is what comes out and since she believes she's living in a musical, it always comes out in song. Below I've posted a video of Kadynce singing "Jesus Loves Me." I may be showing off my sweet little song bird just a little. I can't help it. But I truly hope you will be blessed by it. May it serve as a reminder that you are loved and yes, some things really are that simple.<br />
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<br />Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-46943255060117430332014-02-21T07:23:00.001-08:002014-02-21T07:23:22.993-08:00She Calls Him IsaacsA couple of weeks ago I posted a picture of the cover of a book my mom made for us and specifically Kadynce. It's Isaac's story told in the most perfect way. Mom thought out every detail and every page and it is such a priceless gift to us. It displays the joy that our precious boy brought into our lives. It shows his life in which he truly knew nothing but love, especially from his big sister. Words will never be enough to express how thankful we are for this gift. I've had several people ask to see it so I've posted it below. As always we love sharing Isaac's story with anyone that will listen.<br />
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-91049871569396034892014-02-19T11:04:00.001-08:002014-02-19T12:19:08.823-08:00HatsDo you ever feel like your head's just not big enough to wear all of your hats? Haha no silly, not that kind of hat. I'm referring to when the term "hat" is used to described the various roles you play in life. I'm wife, mommy, daughter, friend, granddaughter, niece, cousin, daughter in law, pastor's wife, nursery volunteer and others that I'm sure forgot to name. Add in all of the "small hats" so to speak under each one such as chef, housekeeper, counselor, teacher, nurse, etc and that's a lot of hats. Sometimes it just feels so overwhelming. This morning my mind was racing. Thinking about what I needed to say to who, how to be the best friend I could, how I have failed as a mommy and wife over the past few days. Honestly at times I feel like all of these hats, all of these responsibilities are smothering me. I know Im not alone in feeling this way. Then in the midst of my head spinning I was reminded of something. The words I wrote in my <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2014/02/his-grace-is-enough.html?m=1">last post</a>. Grace. I should try giving myself some. I can't be everything to everybody all the time. There are times when one or more hats may need to be hung up for a while so I can focus on what's right in front of me at that moment. There are times that my different roles are going to clash. For example, being the wife I need to be may mean being not such a good friend. There are also those times that all of the hats work together in perfect harmony although this may seem rare. In all of it, I know my intentions. I am being the best I know how. If I am remaining in prayer, asking God for guidance and discernment to balance and prioritize my life it won't seem so overwhelming. I can't expect myself to be perfect because I'm a sinner. Saved by grace, yes, but still a sinner for sure. <br />
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As I was thinking through this post I was reminded how truly blessed I am have to all of these hats to wear. Although sometimes overwhelming I don't consider them burdens. I see the people behind each one and I am so thankful and proud of them. I have the most amazing husband, children, parents, friends, grandparents, in-laws, and the list goes on. I thought for fun I would share some of these incredible blessing with you. <br />
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So to you dear mommy, wife, daughter, coworker, friend, grandmother, and whoever else may be reading this. Give yourself some grace and wear those hats with pride and thankfulness!Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-39831693332350312372014-02-16T15:19:00.000-08:002014-02-16T15:19:02.077-08:00His Grace is EnoughI've gotten a little behind and off track this week. I will continue to write about what we eat soon, but first I had to share what's been on my mind. This week was one of the hardest I have had in a long time. An absolute roller coaster of emotions. One minute I was on cloud nine being romanced by and swooning over my husband. Then in the next breath I was bawling my eyes out over the heartache that surrounds me that I have zero control over. This time this up and down, back and forth was not caused by me just being an overly emotional, crazy woman. It really was that hard of a week and there really is that much going on right now. As I was thinking back over the past few years <a href="http://kaciehunt.blogspot.com/2010/11/sovereignty-and-responsibility.html">this</a> post came to mind. One in which I wrote about Sovereignty vs. Responsibility. I still agree 100% with what I wrote that day, but I would like to add something. You see, over the past three years I feel like we have grown up by ten. Some of this growth happened because of trials and heartache. Some was the continual mentoring and investing in our lives by friends and family. But in reality the primary source of our growth came from The Lord and the way he faithfully shows us grace each day. Grace, this was the piece I was missing before. I knew it was there. I knew we were saved by it. I didn't really comprehend that daily grace, though. The grace that God gives each time we snap at our kids or husband. The grace for those days when we really just want to ignore the dirty dishes and laundry. The grace that covers us in those moment when less than kind words are said to our friends. Grace that is extended to us when sinful thoughts fill our heads. It's that grace that I have learned to appreciate and somewhat rely on the past few years. It's that grace that allows me to "restart" my day at any moment I choose. It's that grace that I now try to extend to others no matter how bad they don't "deserve" it. <br />
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When I wrote that post 3 years ago I was angry. My family had been hurt so badly and I didn't feel like my heart would ever be the same. But as time went on I realized that I couldn't live in bitterness and anger forever. After all, if I was given what I "deserved" God would've just wiped me out right then and there years ago. But he didn't. He covered me with his grace and I am so thankful for that. We are to live our lives striving each day to be more like Jesus and that means showing grace to others. No matter what. No questions asked. This is so much easier said than done. Jesus is perfect, we are not. Our sinful natures want to hold grudges. We want to get revenge. We want them to get what's coming to them. Think for a moment though about the tables being turned. You're having a bad day and say something or do something you shouldn't. Wouldn't you want to be forgiven? By showing someone that wrongs you, whether intentional or not, God's love and grace you are doing exactly what we are called to do. You are being the hands and feet of Christ. You are showing them that there is more to this life than just the daily grind. You are making a difference and possibly a bigger one than you realize. <br />
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As I said in my previous post three years ago I believe that we are held accountable for our actions and there are consequences, but most importantly if we are believers our sins are covered by the blood of Christ. Isaiah 1:18 says "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Come now, and let us reason together,” saith the</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="small-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">. “Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool." Isn't that wonderful news, to know your sins are completely forgiven, wiped clean. Instead of spending all of eternity suffering and in misery (which is definitely what we deserve) we get to spend it in Paradise worshipping our Savior forever! Praise the Lord and Hallelujah!!!!</span></span><br />
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Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-62743182398307512002014-02-06T10:43:00.000-08:002014-02-06T10:43:43.835-08:00For the love of Bacon!I asked Jonathan last night what I should write about next. He jokingly said "ME!" Then when he realized that wasn't the answer I was looking for he said I should write about Bacon. Little does he know that's exactly what I'm going to do. Write about my sweet hubby... and bacon. <br />
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Knowing that we have made changes in our diet and lifestyle in general, so many people have been asking me lately about what we eat. Some are looking for ideas for their own family, some are just curious, and some want a magic cure all diet (I know that's what I always hoped for.) I can't even tell you how many people have said "I want to know your secret!" Well, I've got some possibly disappointing news. There is no secret. We really do just eat healthy and exercise. I do know though, that switching from the all american diet of highly processed foods to fresh, whole foods can seem way too overwhelming. So much so that it's easy to just give up before you even begin. Like I said in my previous post we took things in baby steps and in a way still are. As I would learn something new, we would change that part of our diet. Before I go any further in this post I have to reiterate that we ARE NOT experts. I am a nurse, but not your doctor. We don't follow any specific diet. We don't always eat Paleo, or gluten free, or dairy free. I do, however use some recipes that fit into these categories. We "cheat" fairly often depending on what's available, if we're eating out or at someone's house, or if we just have a craving that has to be satisfied. I know if some real fitness people read this there's a possibility that they would be mortified and tell me we're doing everything wrong. Needless to say, I feel way under qualified to tell any of you about eating healthy. You've been asking though and I can honestly say that we're putting in every effort to be as healthy as possible.<br />
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So that brings me to the question "what do you eat?" In my last post I did a broad overview of changes that we have made, but I think a lot of you are wanting more specifics. I'm going to break this into a few different post and today's going to be about breakfast. You always hear that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, but really how many of us act like this is true? I am still working on that myself because like it or not, it really is so very important. I'm going to make a list of what we most frequently eat for breakfast. I'm also going to add in things that I would like to start doing.<br />
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<li>Eggs - This is the number one thing our whole family eats for breakfast. We usually just eat them scrambled. Jonathan and I both really like them with diced veggies (onions, peppers, spinach) cooked in with them, but honestly don't do this as much as we should. Eggs have gotten a bad rap for so long because of cholesterol, but recent studies are saying that eggs are actually really good for you and one of the best sources of protein. I usually try to shoot for 20 grams of protein at breakfast. Another note, this is something that we always buy organic. Just compare an organic egg to conventional and you'll know why.</li>
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<li>Smoothies - This is Kadynce's absolute favorite and she's really not very picky about flavor. We try to have frozen bananas on hand because they make the smoothies super creamy and sweet. One of my personal favorites is frozen banana, plain greek yogurt, a little milk of choice, peanut butter, and cocoa powder. I use different ratios every time and it's always delicious. There are so many yummy recipes out there. Just remember fruit is already sweet so there's usually no reason for added sugar, even honey. We are trying to also start adding more greens such as spinach and kale to our smoothies. </li>
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<li>BACON - I promised you bacon and here it is. This is another food that is somewhat tabooed in the diet world. Unless its Turkey bacon. Not in our house. We buy uncured, no nitrate bacon. This is something that I really would like to buy organic or even straight from the farm someday. Bacon is another great source of protein and let's be honest, everybody loves bacon. Now, we don't go crazy and eat the whole pack, but we do eat it. We just count the calories and enjoy every bite ;)</li>
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<li>Yogurt, Granola, and Berries - Lately this has been something I like to eat in the mornings. Plain greek yogurt, organic granola, fresh berries, and a little local honey drizzled on top. Yes, I know I said earlier that fruit is sweet enough without honey, but when it's not blended into the yogurt it's just a little tart for me. Be careful with the granola. Make sure that it's not highly processed. If you have time to make it yourself that's even better. Also watch portions because it is usually really high calorie. Jonathan was actually joking last night that his bowl of granola at one time was probably 1200 calories, and he wasn't joking. </li>
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<li>There are a few other things we make on occasion, such as banana pancakes that are just egg and banana and Paleo waffles (google eat like a dinosaur waffles), but these are our breakfast staples.</li>
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Last, but not least I want to touch on food and lifestyle. A dear friend brought this up the other day as we were discussing what we feed our families. We have to be sure our food choices fit within our budget and our schedule. As a mommy and a wife I can't spend all day everyday in the kitchen making everything from scratch. We need to make sure we aren't worshipping food by letting it consume all of our time. Also, our budget just doesn't allow us to buy certain items every single week. I would love to buy everything organic and from the local dairy, but I just can't at this time. This is where my darling husband comes into play... big time! We have been able to make a lot of the changes we have because of his help. He helps with grocery shopping, meal planning, and even cooking the meals. This has been a 100% team effort. I am so blessed that he is able to do this and it has therefore made this transition for our family much smoother. The key really is figuring out what works for you personally. I hope this answers some questions and I will update again soon with some lunch ideas. </div>
Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-72057369003672556652014-02-03T08:58:00.001-08:002014-02-03T09:03:02.216-08:00I Am a "Boy Mom"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">First and foremost I want to say I have the best friends and family. It's not even noon on my 27th birthday and I feel overwhelmed with love. Thank you all so much for being a part of my life and loving me so well. I know this is a strange post to publish on my birthday, but it's been on my mind and actually got typed out last night. So here it is.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">*disclaimer: if any of you have said any of these things to me, please don't feel bad at all. That's not what this post is about and my feelings have NOT been hurt by any of you :)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">It starts off with a simple question. "Are y'all going to try for a boy?" Or sometimes even the statement "if you had a boy you would understand." These words never hurt my feelings or make me angry with the person saying them. After all, it's usually just the nature of small talk amongst young mommies. Chat about our children, it's what we do. The feelings that come about from the seemingly simple questions or statements are anything but simple for me. I want to yell "I AM A BOY MOM" or "I DO HAVE A LITTLE BOY!" Not out of anger with the poor unsuspecting person on the other end of the conversation. Honestly though, a little out of anger about the situation in general. Anger that my little boy isn't here showing me what being a "boy mom" is all about. Sadness that his sisters don't have him here bugging them to pieces. And simply because I'm proud to be Isaac's mommy and I want the world to know he's my son, my little boy. I carried him in my womb for eight months. We bought tiny blue clothes and soft blue blankets. We named him. I gave birth to him. We held him in our arms for nine precious hours and in our hearts forever. We bathed him with the help of his big sister. We might not have had the honor to parent him like we would have hoped, but we do have a son. I miss him, a lot. Some days more than others, but not a day passes that my heart doesn't ache for just one more moment with him. I don't dwell on the sadness and heartache, because even in those hard moments (that still come more frequently than most probably realize), I choose joy. Yes, as I was discussing with some friends yesterday, joy is a choice and I choose it. I really do! (Sometimes after a good cry ;))</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I know this post isn't very deep and may even seem a little pointless, but it has been on my mind for a lot of reasons. As always I'm just trying to be transparent and let others in similar situations know they're not alone. Losing a baby or child is hard. It leaves a hole in your heart and in your family. I wish my Isaac hadn't been sick and that he was here being a stinky two year old boy. I wouldn't trade him for the world, though. I would go back and do it all over again, pain and all. He was and is my precious gift from God and I am so thankful for him. I'm so incredibly blessed to be mommy to two beautiful girls and one handsome little BOY!</span>Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-79466101286857583152014-01-28T11:22:00.002-08:002014-01-28T11:22:15.288-08:00Our Christmas MiracleIn December we went on my dream vacation. My Grandparents, Parents, Bro and Sis-in-law, Jonathan, the girls, and I all went to Disney world. At Christmastime. Seriously. My dream come true. I may or may not blog about the actual trip later on, but today I wanted to tell a story that came about because of the trip. Our true Christmas Miracle...<br />
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You see, I am a very positive person. Nothing makes me more sad than being surrounded by people that insist on focusing on the negative of life. Even with my "glass half full" attitude there are days when I wonder what this world is coming to. It seems that people can just be so mean spirited. I was thrilled when articles started circulating on Facebook and other forms of social media showing that people still take time to do nice things for each other. Stories about people sharing their electricity after storms, or randomly paying for someone's food. Little acts of kindness that to the person on the receiving end is anything but little. This is a story that belongs in one of those articles. I'm still so humbled that we were on the receiving end of such a kind and generous person. <br />
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It all started on the last night of our Disney Vacation. We had experienced such a wonderful week and I was so sad that it was coming to an end. We had returned to the condo fairly early to begin to pack up for our 5 am departure the next morning. My mom asked me to take some video with our camera. I went right to where I thought it would be. It wasn't there. I asked Jonathan where the cameras (video and still) were and he said probably in the car and went out to get them. When a good amount of time had passed and he hadn't returned I went outside to check on him. He was digging around in the car and my heart sunk. I knew the cameras weren't there. He told me he wasn't sure where they were, but perhaps we left them at the Hoop-de-doo Review, the dinner show that we had attended earlier in the evening. I of course was in panic mode. Our whole vacation, my dream vacation, was on these two little devices. I begin quizzing him about the last place he saw them. Was he sure we left them there? Did we have them on the boat going back to the Magic Kingdom? What about the monorail to the parking lot? What about the tram to the car? Goodness it could be anywhere! First things first we headed to Fort Wilderness where the show had been. They told us at the front desk that nothing had been found, but we still took the 30 minute bus ride to the back of the resort to see for ourselves. No camera. We filed a lost item report and was told to go to central lost and found at Magic Kingdom at 9am. That would've been great except we were leaving at 5am....<br />
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Upon reading about the Disney lost and found system I became a little more hopeful. There is story after story of people losing something very valuable to later have it returned to them. After all Disney World is the happiest place on earth, right? The next morning we called central lost and found as soon as they opened. No camera. The whole ride home my stomach was in knots. All I could think about was all of those precious memories that we had managed to capture being gone. I had been so excited to get home and look at pictures, watch videos, and relive this trip time and time again. We arrived home late Saturday night still with no word about our camera. The next morning, Sunday December 15, 2013, our 6th wedding anniversary, I receive the most amazing email. It came in though my blog and was a sweet, sweet lady saying that they had found a camera and believed it was our's. WHAT?!?!?! I couldn't believe my eyes. Where did she find the camera and how in the world did she find my blog? After a few emails back and forth we learned that they had found the camera bag in the parking lot of the Magic Kingdom. It must have fallen out of the stroller while we were loading everything in the car. She then went through the pictures. Saw our last name on the shirts Carson and Jessican had made for us and the girl's names on their Minnie hats. She googled and there it was, my blog. She immediately recognized everyone from the pictures! What a good detective. I couldn't believe the time and effort she went through to find us. She said that she knows how precious pictures are and after reading my blog she knew she had to find us. On top of crying tears of joy knowing our camera would be returned I was also overwhelmed with emotion knowing that someone else was touched by Isaac's story.<br />
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Our camera arrived a few days later. She had taken extra care to make sure it was all packed properly so nothing would be broken. Everything was in perfect condition. We had our pictures and our video back. My heart couldn't have been more thankful! My wish is that this story makes you smile and realize that this world isn't as dark and evil as we sometimes feel it is. Also remember that no matter how small an act of kindness may seem to you, it could mean the world to the recipient. Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-47331861956667254392014-01-16T11:42:00.004-08:002014-01-16T11:42:58.018-08:00Life TransformationMany of you know and some may not, but Jonathan and I have gone through a major transformation in our lives over the past year. Really it all started a little over 2 years ago when Jonathan started experiencing some "minor" health problems. The first Dr. he went to basically said here's a pill, you should feel better soon. He didn't really discuss any side effects of the medication or any other options. That was it. An easy fix. I on the other hand was not ok with this. The nurse in me was waving all sorts of red flags. After doing some research on the medication I was not happy with the possible and probable side effects. Not to mention that the actual cause of Jonathan's symptoms was not being addressed at all. He was basically told that what he was experiencing was normal, but I knew that just wasn't true. We needed a second opinion. The next doctor we went to (yes, I was THAT annoying wife that insisted on going with him, but I was ready to put up a fight for my husband) immediately told him "all you need to do is diet and exercise and I promise you'll feel better." She wasn't very nice about it either, but I have never been so thankful for someone's lack of bedside manner because guess what... we both took what she said seriously. Over the next few weeks Jonathan began counting his calories and running. I started cooking "healthy" meals that at that time consisted of low fat cream of whatever soup casserole with Crystal Light to drink. It only took about 10-15 pounds for Jonathan to start feeling like a new person and the symptoms that he had been experiencing were completely gone! He continued running and dropping weight and I (pregnant with Lydia) continued to cook "healthy" meals for our family.<br />
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Fast forward a year... about this time last year. This is when the big transformation really began to happen. Moving to the Austin area may be the best thing that has ever happened to us. People down here are so passionate about being healthy that it is contagious. Jonathan decided to bump it up a notch with his workouts. He would take Lydia into the living room when she woke up (such a blessing to this mommy) and do "Insanity". At the same time I was learning what healthy eating really means and how it effects your body. I started to realize that healthy eating goes beyond fruits and vegetables. It isn't just about losing or maintaining a certain weight. It isn't just about what immediate or even short term effect it has on your body. It's about your life as a whole. It's about 5, 10, 20, 50 years down the road. It's about what you want to feel like on your kids and grandkids graduation and wedding days. It's about what habits you want to instill in their lives. I had made excuse after excuse for not being as healthy as I could be. After all I had had three babies in three years. At this time I was nursing and anytime I cut down on calories or fat I would experience a significant drop in my milk supply and it was so frustrating and just another excuse, but I knew things needed to change. <br />
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In March I made the decision that it was more important that I focus on my eating healthy than about Lydia having only breast milk for her first year like I had planned. Now I know there are some that may not agree with me on that and that's totally fine, but after years of being overweight and feeling awful both physically and mentally it was time. I started with the weight watcher's online program for nursing moms. It allows more points a day as well as encourages more water and dairy. I was able to begin losing weight and keep my supply up for a couple of months by doing this. Eventually as more weight came off I had to supplement with formula and at 10 1/2 months I completely weaned her. For some reason my body just wouldn't produce enough milk in the process of weight loss. While this is not what I had originally planned I knew I was a better mommy all around because I was finally feeling healthy. In May, my friend Whitney challenged a group of us to start running or walking 10 miles a week. At this time I was doing zero physical activity, but I don't turn down a challenge so walking it was. Before long walking become running and I started attending a workout class 2 days a week at church. We continued to modify our diet as we learned more and more about how God designed our bodies and how he meant them to be fueled. <br />
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Since that time I have lost 30 lbs and Jonathan has lost 70. I know that I could have lost more weight in that amount of time had I been more strict with my diet, but the reason I have been more successful this time around than I have with previous attempts is that it is a true lifestyle change. I want this to be something that is sustainable throughout more pregnancies (Lord willing) and really the rest of my life. For that to happen I personally can't feel that I'm being deprived of certain things. I mean this city is healthy, yes, but it also has some of the best food in the nation and I want to enjoy that part of the culture here. It's just all about moderation. I stopped counting weight watchers points and now keep track of my calories using the "my fitness pal" app. Right now I am 11 days into the <a href="http://www.bikinibodymommy.com/">Bikini Body Mommy 90 Day Challenge</a> I am still slowly and steadily losing weight (which I need to), but that isn't my only focus as it has been in the past. My focus is on being an all around healthy person. It's about being active with my family and enjoying the bodies that God gave us. <br />
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Now for the big question... how have you changed your diet and what do you eat???? We have gotten this so many times over the past year. Everyone wants a quick fix and a list of rules. Do eat this, don't eat that. I used to be that way too, but now know that isn't the way to making a permanent change. There really isn't anything that we never eat. For us it isn't an all or none policy. As I said before. It's all about moderation. We are far from being experts and certainly don't claim to be, but would love to share what this looks like at our house (and when we eat out). <br />
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<li>To start with we TRY to eat as many whole, unprocessed foods as possible. This is probably the number one step to healthy eating or at least it was for us. Look at every single label. If it has something that you can't pronounce or have no clue what it is, you probably don't want to put it in your body. I feel like if I had really paid attention to this before I would have made these changes a long time ago. For example... coffee creamer. Just look at the back of the bottle. I now use a tablespoon of organic heavy whipping cream and a teaspoon of raw sugar. Delicious!</li>
<li>We buy and eat organic as much as we possibly can. This can get really expensive, but is something that we have decided is worth it. We actually gave up our satellite to buy more organic food. This is one of the things I was referring to that may not seem to make an immediate difference, but will down the road. Not to mention the food really does taste better. </li>
<li>No artificial sugars. This is something that we pretty much never have. It's just really bad for you on a lot of different levels. Seriously, google it..... Look at the packaging on anything that says "light". Even things such as marinara sauce will have sucralose or aspartame. That's just completely unnecessary. Also a lot of the fruit that says "no sugar added" will have it. YUCK!</li>
<li>This leads me to the next point. Limit traditional "diet foods." Most of these are very, very processed. We eat things such as real butter, uncured bacon, and whole eggs (Not just the whites or egg beaters.) When you eat these things as close to their natural state as possible and in moderation they are actually good for your body. </li>
<li>We limit breads and pastas especially of the white variety. I do love me some good pasta with some fresh out of the oven bread so this is a good treat every now and then when we're eating out. </li>
<li>Speaking of eating out... we actually do quite a bit of this on the weekends. We love to be out and about exploring the city. We have just learned to make smart decisions when ordering. Unlike what I always thought, don't have to order a salad to be healthy. Choose grilled over fried and veggies as a side. If we're wanting something a little less healthy we often split therefore we don't stuff ourselves with high calorie food. </li>
<li>Water.... we drink it. And lots of it. A Dr. Pepper on occasion is a great treat. We are also discovering good drinks such as club soda with fresh fruit juice in it to help satisfy that craving for something fizzy. </li>
<li>Of course we incorporate as many fruits and veggies into our meals as possible.</li>
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There are a lot of other changes we have made, but these are the big ones and this post is getting really long. I hope you have learned something and maybe gained some inspiration from reading this. I really do feel like part of the reason it took me so long to make these changes was ignorance. If only I had known what I was really doing to my body. That is why I'm so passionate about sharing with others. I will post more as we continue on this wonderful journey. Thank you all so much for your sweet words or encouragement. They mean so much to us!<br /> Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-56849205024140246762014-01-06T14:47:00.003-08:002014-01-06T14:57:40.628-08:00ObedienceSimplify. That's what Jonathan and I decided we wanted the theme to be for our family as we entered 2014. While we have already started the process over the past year, we want to continue to simplify our diet, our schedule, our home organization, and just our lives in general. One of the ways we had decided to do this was to put our phones away more often. For me especially, being connected to the world 100% of the time can be overwhelming and makes my life feel anything but simple. Knowing this, you may not be surprised by my frustration and confusion, nearly to the point of tears, when over the last few days I have really been convicted to blog again. I'm talking about a very obvious conviction. You may be wondering why I haven't written in a while. Blogging requires you to be vulnerable. This is something that at one time I could do with ease. I could share what was on my heart and mind with anyone and everyone without a second thought. For some reason this is not the case anymore. I have a constant battle in my heart and mind between wanting to keep our lives private and wanting to share it with the world. In case you didn't know, people can be mean. People don't always think before they speak. Sharing any part of yourself opens up the door for a lot of criticism and it's not always done in the most constructive way. This scares me. I don't like confrontation and I don't like the thought of feeling the need to defend everything I say or do. Another thing that makes blogging difficult for me is living in a world where everything has to be politically correct all of the time and we have to be "sensitive to everyone's feelings." I am the last person that would ever want to hurt anyone's feelings so I tend to over think every single thing I write. I am always afraid that I'm going to appear to be bragging about this, or complaining about that. Right now I have no idea what I'm going to write about, I just know it's what I'm supposed to do. So you see, to me this is not simple. Not at all. It is obedient though... Maybe obedience should be the theme for 2014. What do you think? Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-64996177768796434952013-07-16T20:44:00.001-07:002013-07-16T20:44:57.701-07:00Happy 2nd Birthday Isaac! Happy Birthday my sweet, sweet boy. I can't believe it's been 2 years since I held you in my arms. Sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday and others it feels like a whole lifetime ago. You have a little sister now. She is such a blessing and a pure joy. I definitely saw you in her when she was a newborn. You both had the chubbiest, most kissable cheeks I have ever seen. Even though a new baby has joined our family you have not been, nor will ever be forgotten. Each day when I see the mold of your perfect hands and feet I think of you. When I see rough and tumble little boys playing at the park I think of you. When I see an expectant mommy I think of you. When I see a beautiful sunset I think of you. The list goes on and on my precious boy. You are always in mommy's heart. After all, you did change it forever and for good. I'm so proud and so blessed to be your mommy Isaac Preston. Your life is still touching so many. <br /><br />I love you sooooo much! <br />Mommy<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/07/16/2368.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/07/16/s_2368.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639517350098095892.post-34184567131454196342013-05-07T10:02:00.001-07:002013-05-07T10:09:15.369-07:00Coming Unglued Today I'm linking up with with a series called <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">"Build 'em Up." </a> Today's topic is "how we cope when we come unglued." Oh man, does God have a sense of humor because I definitely have had my "unglued" moments recently. The fact the the weather can't seem to make up it's mind has landed Lydia with a double ear infection (on top of teeth that just won't break through) and mommy with some crazy allergies and/or virus that took my voice with it. I hate to complain because I know there are people that are in much, much worse physical condition than me. I am so thankful that Lydia's "problems" will soon go away and more than anything I am thankful that I have a baby to keep us up at night. Even though I feel like I do a decent job at keeping things in perspective, I am human and fail to keep my composure at all times. Seriously, I thought my head was going to explode when Kadynce was running in circles singing "If You're Happy and You Know It" at the top of her lungs this morning before school. Obviously this is an area in my life that still needs work, but I think my husband would agree that I have come a long way. I am far from an expert, but I'll share some of the practical ways I have learned to cope with those crazy moments in life.<br />
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1. I feel like this goes without saying, but when you're spending time with God you tend to see things much clearer. It's easier to keep your perspective about life and not to come unglued over the small things. One thing I know first hand is that God is a God of peace. Peace is definitely something I need daily as a mommy. <br />
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2. Taking some time for you. I started intentionally taking about 30 minutes just for myself to relax everyday. I like to take a hot bath, listen to show tunes, and read a book. It may not seem like much, but that time is just enough to refresh my mind and my body. <br />
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3. Spending time with other Godly women in the same life stage as I am. As I've mentioned before I go to coffee once a week with a group of ladies from our church. This is always such an encouraging time. It is not a time for gossip, but a time to build each other up and share life experiences with each other. This is what I believe true community is. Sometimes knowing that I'm not the only one going through something is what gets me through the day. <br />
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4. Listening to what I am saying. I have become much more aware of the words coming out of my mouth and how they sound to my children and my husband. I want my words to be uplifting and not hurtful. I want them to communicate how important they are to me and how much I love them. <br />
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5. This last one is something we are just staring to experiment with and I'll let you know how it goes, but we have decided to jump into the world of essential oils. I am hoping they will help with create a more calm and balanced atmosphere in our home. I'm still figuring everything out and spending a lot of time researching, but so far I really like them. Kaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790241580727945722noreply@blogger.com3